Weighted Blankets And Love

"Comfy?" Happy eyes, a little nod, and a cute peace sign all signaled yes, please continue, I feel good right now. He pulled another weighted blanket from a deep box nearby. "You would not believe the trouble I had carrying this up here." A little giggle escaped from the thin blanket, almost more like a horizontal headband, wrapped around her mouth. He gave her a kiss on the leg, then settled another incredibly dense blanket across her ankles.

"Looks like you're nice and tucked in!" Another kiss, this time to her forehead, and he simply lay next to her for a brief moment. "You're so pretty. Has anyone ever told you that?" A groan from behind the blanket. "Sure, but has anyone ever meant it as much as I do.." A cheek kiss, and he lightly moved lower. A gentle, inviting moan. "Exactly."

"May I kiss your stomach?" A happy little peace sign, and light laughter as he targeted her sides. But he stopped quickly: he knew she didn't like that. At least, not as much as she liked that, and that, and that.. his lips briefly brushed her. His hands held all parts of her sides, rubbing his fingers across her skin, so soft and smooth and hard and strong and pleasantly tense to the touch.

"May I move a section higher?" Her body was split into 4 sections, with 3 weighted blankets against her otherwise bare skin. A fourth was between her lips, but this was not weighted and could be shaken off at any time. Or taken off.. he looked at her eyes.

They were shining. All for him. They spoke of love and comfort and safety and openness. He couldn't help himself as he gently removed the blanket from her mouth, stopping her words with a deep kiss and closed eyes. His hands came up to her face, warm and light. Her hands reflexively came up to do the same, but she stopped so quickly. Trying to tuck the blanket back under her, he broke their kiss. Words came from first.

"You ALWAYS take the gag off!!!" "I know I know I know.. I can't help myself. Ever. Seriously." She sighed at him, happy to be kissed, and decided to make it obvious. Mock severity highlighted and bolded her tone as she spoke. "I am. Seriously. soooo disappointed in youuuuuuuu......" She let the last word drag long before he kissed her. More to kiss her than anything. She moaned into his mouth, happy to be kissed.

He broke their kiss. "Back to what I was doing. May I move downward?" Her fingers waggled a peace sign, and he smiled. Kissing her neck, one hand still stroking her face, he paused with his lips above her heart. He gently laid them upon her, closing his eyes and pressing the rest of himself to her as he felt her beat for him. He murmured the following against her skin, just for her: "I love you."

She responded in kind. Lifting up and looking into her eyes one last time, savoring her words, he lowered his head and began to kiss her body. Longing kisses trailed from the top of her breast, past her nipple, and down again. His other hand gently cupped the other, two fingers squeezing either side of her opposite nipple. When his lips reached the underside of her breasts, he moaned into them and kissed her fervently.

His mouth made shapes against her skin as he pushed the rest of his body against hers. She reveled in his warmth. His hands grasped and pulled her, growing more and more needy. She writhed under him as his mouth kissed up to her nipple, engulfing it entirely.

Her eyes were closed. His tongue felt incredible swirling around her nipple. She moaned for him, and his hand moved from her breast to her face. She lifted her own to match his, holding it against her face. He paused, retracted his tongue from her, and propped himself up on an elbow to her side. "Aren't we forgetting something?" He gestured to the weighted blanket. "I don't care.. I need you." She reached her other hand up against him, snaking her legs to the outside of his.

How could he resist that? Lowering his head back to her nipple, he pushed himself up against her. As his hard cock pressed against her, she moaned. When he didn't immediately push in, instead rubbing himself around her, her hands came up and grabbed him again, pulling him towards her. Her legs helped move him too, and the noise he made against her nipple as he gave in and pushed into her was heaven.

She couldn't think. Eyes closed, body half-weighted down, his hand still on her face and mouth still sucking and kissing and licking and flicking against her nipple, she couldn't stop making noise for him. He moved his hips against hers, in motion clearly meant to feel as much of her skin as possible. Over and over again, occasionally switching which breast his mouth gave attention to, their breathing synced and moans melded into a symphony of love.

Pretty soon, he paused. Her moans were interrupted and his mouth left her nipples for the first time in a few minutes. He pushed himself fully inside her, groaning as her warmth surrounded him, then propped himself up on his elbow again. His hands brushed hair away from her face, and his fingers stroked her chin. She opened her eyes. "I love you." Wanting, she went to pull him down and into her more, but he resisted gently. "I have to admit baby.. I'm pretty close. I got excited playing with your body.. I'm not going to last much longer."

She laughed, smiled, and pulled his head down to hers for a passionate kiss. As he relaxed into her, his whole body shivered with pleasure. "That's perfectly alright baby. I want you to cum for me. Don't hold back.. just make yourself feel good."

That was all he needed to hear. He began to thrust against her again, each push accompanied with a groan. He slowed as he got closer, but she looked into his eyes and spoke. "I said, don't. Hold. Back." Her legs locked around him, pulling him closer in again. Her breath quickened, and her hand gripped the blankets on their bed as she felt him throb inside of her.

"Fuckkkk baby.. I'm gonna cum.." "Me too. Don't stop!" Again and again and again, and then he slammed into her intensely as he locked his lips against hers. Shuddering and moaning and kissing her, his cock throbbed and pulsed as her body lit up with pleasure. Her hands moved to his back, her legs shaking. Every inch of him that touched her felt electric as they came together.

Even after he'd cum, he still gently moved his hips against her, feeling his cock move his mess around inside her. Her nipples were hard, and her lips soft. Kisses and proclamations of love and happiness fell from their lips, and they enjoyed their bodies melted together for a long time afterward.